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S has just made me sit through Shanghai Knights. That's two hours of my life filled with stupid, cheap jokes and silly ethnic stereotyping and massacring of history that I'll never get back.

And to think I could have been watching Bladerunner.

But enough of that. Thoughts within re: True Blood season 1 ep 11, and the Misfits finale. Spoilers, obviously.



I found myself thinking while watching ep 11 of True Blood that I really couldn't care less about the serial killer plot. This isn't because I don't like Sookie. I do like her. In fact, the scene where she faces down the bigoted policeman was one of the best in the episode. It's not even because the vampire characters interest me more than the human ones. At this stage, they don't really, though I suspect they will in future. It's just 'cos it's a bit cliched and boring and there's no reason why we should care that this Renee person has been revealed as a serial killer. If it had been that sweet boy with the bossy mother, that would be different. Then I would care.

I shan't miss Psycho Amy, though I suppose we'll now never know if she meant what she said about loving poor, daft Jason. Oh well. I daresay I can cope.

But the best part of the episode was undoubtedly all the stuff with Bill, Eric and Jessica. That was hilarious. "You're the worst maker ever!" :stomp: :stomp: Heh! And poor old Bill! You can see he just wants to be left alone so he can sit on the porch in his cardy, reading the sports section of the newspaper and complaining about young people today. I'm getting quite fond of him. He's like Angel on tranquillisers, to paraphrase sueworld2003.

As for the finale of Misfits, must say I loved it, though I wish there had been a bit more Kelly. She's the best new character on Brit TV since the cast of Being Human. I like all the cast, though, except maybe for creepy Simon. I feel sorry for him, especially when Twazzock Boy Nathan is being obnoxious to him, but I don't like him. I do like the way the writers of the show have managed to make the cameraderie between the five misfits so believable, even though some of them can't stand each other. I can't believe there won't be a season 2, given what happened to Nathan, for whom I finally developed some liking during his wonderful 'motivational' speech on the roof. But even if there isn't a season 2, I suppose Nathan, stuck in his coffin six feet deep, not screaming or crying but sort of shrugging and listening to his iPod is as good a way to end as any.